A British stud, eager for release, locks himself in the bathroom. His ramrod, stiff and eager, demands attention. He strokes it, long and slow, his grip tight, imagining a hot, wet mouth sliding down his length. His hips buck, thrusting into his fist, his breathing heavy. His free hand reaches down, cupping his balls, rolling them gently. The tension builds, his body tensing, every nerve ending alight. With a final, desperate stroke, he spills over, painting the wall with his hot, white seed.